Afternoon of December 30, 2013. Monday.
This seemed to be about twenty minutes. I found myself face to face with a mostly static construct of a Peruvian girl, but with slight first-stage tulpa-like motions, such as very slightly side-to-side moving eyes - a very slightly moving lower lip - and so on - and slight second-stage pupil dilation - the “usual”. I am listening to a digitally constructed audio (pulsing/phrasing of my own design) and fall into the dream state after about ten minutes. I notice over time (and is something I seem to have noticed often before with such implied “higher beings” though human for the most part), that it seems their skin is lightly marked with various subtle lines or even (reptilian) “scales” or perhaps bird-feather designs very slightly embossed on the epidermis (yeah - saw “The Visitor” aka “Stridulum” from ‘79 one too many times, apparently - nobody’s perfect); but here, almost like implied tectonic plates of the Earth. This realization has struck me several times before (mostly only over the last year or two).
However, it is different this time, eventually. It turns out she has the Nazca lines (the ones representing the hummingbird) lightly scarred with very slightly lighter flesh tones on her left cheek (my right), and for a moment seems like an upside-down sketch of the NBC peacock logo (which I have not seen in years).
From there, I hear a very discernible sound like “HAUL!” (not the word, just a sound like this). It seems to be a person at first, an odd male voice, perhaps outside near my window in real life (but very unlikely as it seems to be in the center of my mind), but then it seems to be a large black bird. I try to decide if it is an audio distortion in my dream state filtering through the actual vocal sound script, or if it is something actually heard in real life. I hear it again and become almost startled and a bit wary.
Eventually, there seems to be a flash of red inside me (first time ever at this particular level of lucidity - usually it is another version of the “Blue Pearl”) and a sort of design (of a slightly different shade, a little more towards orange) like something representing the sun (as a “primitive” symbol) with a sort of slightly arced sawtooth waveform around the circumference, slanted clockwise and, other than mostly of a solid color, with slight detail of short white lines here and there, some z-shaped, as well as the general outline of the symbol itself (not really like the picture at all, but I have used it anyway here for “mood”), almost as if a child tried to unite a symbol of the sun with one of the ocean (or even a circular swimming pool), but staying orange-red. There is only a sense of a circular roaring fire for a short time, but no actual burning sensations. It seems to be sourced from within my chest.
From there, the usual pain at the base of my back (which I have been having for about a week or more - as the other weird premonitory spasms have finally stopped after over a year) now seems just below my right shoulder (having moved like an energy form of sorts) and I notice the black bird flying from my right (seeming to have “jumped” from my spine), then seeming to shrink (or grow smaller in implied distance, but not correct to scale, as it is still inside the room yet more like the size of a canary) into a yellow cloud or a yellow sky that is only partially open like a miniature portal of sorts. This seems connected very slightly to the dream where my sister had bird-beak-shaped (or “butterfly”/”hourglass”) welts on her body, but only vaguely. I am not sure if this was a negative energy-form leaving me (and the “form” causing all those premonitory spasms for so long), or a part of me going off on a quest, who can say. It is as ambiguous as ever.
This actually distracted me from a completely different intent this session (but I certainly would not call it a non-event or “fail”), but it looks like it is going to be an interesting year.